So it's Friday night and here I am washing dishes getting things cleaned up for dinner and whatever lies ahead for the weekend. Friday night is always such a relief, but you know, we'll all be right back it at come Monday morning. I mean waking up earlier than we'd like to, making lunches, commuting, rolling into the office (or wherever we're expected), and generally doing those things we just finished doing this week and are bound to keep doing until we change our minds or circumstances somehow change us.
It's a good life, don't get me wrong. I for one have fought hard with the world and with in particular with myself to achieve exactly this routine, this stability.You may feel the same about your life, in act I hope you do. I hope your life is as deliciously predictable as mine is. Drama at a minimum, good humor never beyond one's reach. Comfortable and broken-in.
And it helps, certainly, to have Sunday Mass to look forward to. Church on Sunday is exactly what's needed to tie everything together. Where else are people flat-out grateful that you simply showed up? There is nothing to plan and nothing to fear. It will all go exactly as it always does, thanks be to God. You will hear something worth thinking about and get the chance to sing a little (and no one can complain). You will see the same nice people you see every once-a-week, the young and the old, and with no other obligation than to pray for each other.
Administering to this affair is a man or men whose sole purpose in life is to see to it that you get to heaven. Getting to heaven is, after all, the point of the entire exercise - I mean, this is what binds the efforts of the week with the activities of the weekend. And if heaven is even half as good as it is promised to be, then your one hour a week, accompanied by thoughtfulness and time off for good behavior, will be more than justified.
So. Wash the dishes and enjoy your weekend. And on Sunday take time off from everything and see to the heart of things. And don't forget to stop by for coffee and donuts.
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